It can be absolutely terrifying To swiftly fall for someone new Only to realize abruptly later You’ve simply fallen through And you’re still falling … all alone . Poet of the Light © 2021
Clinical
Category: heartache
Sentient
Like those meandering cold raindrops Streaking to gravity on the outer glass Beneath a sky lost and muted of color That too often I perplexingly stare at I place my hand- against the inner pane And as hard as I try deep in my heart I can’t feel your warm presence anymore But God truly knows … I- I can feel the rain Poet of the Light © 2021
Drunkards
Beneath the pall and upon royal breathes Tantalizingly it lives seemingly unseen Yet its slightest weight can be felt within Clear to the core of their hollow marrow By those who crave its whet wicked taste Justifying every stolen drop slurped Before slaying the rebel voices of … truth . Poet of the Light © 2021
Unplanned
I know there were times I hurt you With little things I said and done Wandering in my immature actions But it really wasn’t- my intensions I was only playing, and having fun Never realizing the hurt I was causing Someone I claimed to forever love A broken promise of words in the works Oh, my deeds were running too deep And fracturing all that I ever loved Making me a keen poet of your heartaches I never saw- breaking into tiny crevasses Failure to plan, is a simple plan that fails And I failed you unknowingly from the get go But baby, baby I know there were times When your hearts joy caused tears to run Down your face toward your captivating smile And you’d pull me close with a tight hug Loving on me like a heavenly micro-storm Oh baby! You were showing me your love Making me feel like- I was your only sun Wrapped up inside your hearts universe Safe and content while being just plain dumb Oh baby! How I miss those times now More than anyone could ever understand And most times in my nightly fantasies I can hear your voice, softly whispering My name in a way- that only you can And I wait evermore to feel your touch Cry a little drop of your rain on me again Light me up once more with your love Like no one has ever done, before or since Gasping I open my eyes cause I can’t breathe Only to wake and discover, baby it was only me Chasing after wisps of you in my memory Realizing I’m beset in luminous of … poetic agony . Poet of the Light © 2021 .
Fallacies
We were strangers when we met That felt comfortable- at last Caught up in desires visionary tale And the more we got to know and hold Each other in those burning moments So hard to find in a growing cold world Out and away from the world at large Where only you and I- seem to exist Living off loves begotten exotic tastes’ And falling deeper into one another Like twin rainbows across the skyline Beneath a heavenly rain shower of blisses But all good things come to an end When- the illusion simply dissipates And all the colors drain away As the cold face of reality changes Sweetness into a true bitter tragedy It was a snowy day I’ll remember forever We remained strangers- when we left Each other’s broken self far, far behind Reminiscing- if only, if only… we were right . Poet of the Light © 2021
Repercussion
Like a stalled slow-motion moment Far too many times, as of late I find, myself feeling missing Inside, the silence of my mind Where you- used to reside Like the sun and the moon No matter the time, it was right You were the chaos I needed To feel love, to feel alive Has this moment ended yet? To be honest, I just cannot… tell . Poet of the Light © 2021
Perpetual
Perhaps it was some sick twist The cosmos nefariously conjured At both of our tragic story expense While the question remains ever present One senses deep within ones heart Like an aberrational extra shadow I’ve finally grown to simply ignore Now, that I just do not bother with Always asking myself “why?” anymore Endlessly searching for some answer Inside a labyrinth of plaguing questions That towered over all I thought I once was Harshly learning instead, it doesn’t exist Anymore than “us” ever really did And even though I was the second one To eventually walk away from “us” It was only after you let go of me … first . Poet of the Light © 2021
Vanquishment
I’ve written my deepest poetry In but a near silence of honesty But the world will never read A single word, line or verse quilled For the ink itself- became invisible As soon as my hearts tears… dried . Poet of the Light © 2021
Misaligned
Now I won’t lie, no reason to anymore I’d find- a place to somewhat dwell Every now and then but never for long Cause something over time always told me This won’t be lasting, cause illusions never do And excuses wear out their welcome soon Never lasting more than a few good seasons Pretending at love, is never a good reason Foolishly, we lived in a battle over our truth The sun burned out and the moon turned black It was like the ground no longer nurtured And I slowly died- someplace deep inside myself Until strong changing winds blew me off In all sorts of misdirection’s, sometimes hell I’ve thirsted for a place outside my dreams Beyond the pall of all visionary things A place that never dies up and fades away Or suddenly turns forever winter cold It gets harder to tell with passing time If I’ll survive long enough, to be touched Some place where I’d just truly know This was always Gods plan, all along Maybe it doesn’t exist, at least for me? Or maybe it did but I was too foolish to know I understand, I may never really know now Still here I am, a misplaced seeded of love Just waiting to burrow, in the right life All I know, is I belong- somewhere yet unknown In the arms of a heart, I’ll finally call… home . Poet of the Light © 2021
Daunting
I’ve really tried to somewhat reconcile
That void between my heartbeats
The one, only I feel, unmistakably
But facts are, it simply can’t be done
Complexity and variables change to often
Not to mention, your noticeable absence
That everything seems to hinge upon
Time- ticks past like a silent cloud
Weaving in and out of prevailing winds
Trying to avoid its complicity to a storm
That brews invisible- in the shadows
All the while, ignoring the present sunshine
Oh! Why must love become polemic to happiness;
When you’re filled with love… but alone?
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Poet of the Light © 2021
